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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 4:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 4:48 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:49 pm
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that's horrible ragtime, I wouldn't wish that on anyone else....well...
*read with dinner* k cos i know u guys totally like, care and all that-I made it thru my grueling shift.
interesting tidbit: thanks to the heat, we had a SWARM of customers (i work at this place called jamba juice) and the lobby was packed with thirsty jerk faces, and I was cashiering on fast forward when all of a sudden I had to take a ******** CRAP. LIKE RIGHT NOW. so the store's busy as hell and I just tell the manager "I NEED to effing go." I run over to a restaurant next door, and they're out of ******** seat covers, they tell me to use the women's bathroom, so I had to sacrifice my manhood so I wouldn't die of public restroom aids. The whole time I'm trying to take a crap as hard and fast as I can, and the s**t literally won't come out despite me being constipated. SO I'M LIKE ******** GO U PIECE OF s**t MY JOB NEEDS MEEEHRRRGGHH!!! and like yeah, that was real ******** shitty. Near the end of my shift I felt dizzy and lightheaded, so I'm not going out tonight. Thanks, ********! *passes out*
How was your day?
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 6:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 6:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 7:21 pm
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DrunkenStyle Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 7:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 8:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 8:25 pm
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I... never use public restrooms. They're gross.
Buuuut~ My day went awful-like too. For instance: I went in at four and for some reason while I'm stocking up the fountain, dinner starts AT four rather than five thirty, like always. So while I was stocking, getting the door, running the register, making ice cream, and cleaning after sloppy bitches my boss tells me I have tables. I have tables? Yes! I have tables! And I'm not a server. So I had to take care of three angry tables, make ice cream, get the register, put the door on a wait, clean, and stock at the same time. Only to make seven dollars in tips for all of my hard work and doing everything to please my tables. I did everything for these people, but I got snoody old people!! And cheap hicks! And I had to work until 11! I was supposed to get off at 10! I have to be up at 10 tomorrow and do it again. D': KEEL ME PLEASE!
I'm covered in ice cream and I have marshmallow in my hair. ;A; The cute boy made fun of me for it.
EDIT: Mouse-- I contacted a mod while I was under siege, and the most I could get was them to ban the account. It took MONTHS for me to get him back.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 9:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 10:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 11:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 11:49 pm
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